MTL - Sword of Daybreaker-Chapter 1560 the end

Born from the **** of the mother star, the power is limited to heaven and earth. The boundary of the believer's imagination is the end of the power of the gods. The upper limit is known and measurable. Even if it becomes a disaster, it will not hinder the movement of the stars.

Born from the **** of the stars, the power can cover the galaxy, the imagination of mortals has touched the stars, and the power of the gods can disrupt the stars. The upper limit of its power can theoretically even develop to the limit allowed by the basic laws of the universe, and once it gets out of control , then within the scope of its power, even the order among the stars will be completely subverted...

The sailor fleet is not invincible, and the most powerful gods in the hearts of the Loren mortals are far from the peak of the dangerous power in the universe. In the long expedition of the fleet, they have also faced the need to do their best. A formidable foe that is difficult to win in battle.

In her recollection, Ms. Ye told a long and terrifying story unhurriedly: "...it was an extremely ancient file, and the early data system of the fleet contained enough confusion that the sailors were deeply afraid of. Fear of disaster, it is a **** that has been bred by a civilization that has stepped into the starry sky, and the mad power of that **** can spread thousands of light-years away...

"In the knowledge of the mortals of Loren, the starry sky can pollute the gods, and the knowledge from the stars can make the gods go crazy, but what they don't know is... There are also gods that can pollute the stars, and the gods born in the starry sky are enough to turn the universe upside down. .

"Flesh and bones are piled up and condensed into planets. The foul and whistling breath is whistling wildly between the flesh and blood planets. The stars are alienated into swollen and indifferent giant eyes. There are shadow tentacles floating and wriggling everywhere in the universe. There are large cracks from the other side of the galaxy. Extending all the way to this end, what spewed out from the fissure were the descendants of the 'Crazed Star God' differentiated in the dream. Mortal believers transformed into immortal petitioners, and at the center of an entire galaxy, there is a huge dark lair, from which mad gods watch the stars as if they were watching a feast about to start.

"Mr. Great Adventurer, that's a picture you absolutely can't imagine, even a so-called 'god' like me can't imagine it, even as cold words, stored in the database of the sailor fleet, behind these words It seems that endless cold malice is infiltrating outward. Long, long ago, the sailors had encountered such a purgatory galaxy that had been completely polluted and alienated.

"Do you understand? This is the 'ultimate form' that can be reached by gods who are completely unfettered by the closed-loop information structure of the parent star and can grow to a cosmos-level natural disaster. You can imagine, imagine that one day you stand If you were still alive at that time, and you were still sensible, you looked up at the sky, and every celestial body you saw was an organ of the evil **** that was constantly expanding, shrinking and squirming in the universe. You breathed and inhaled. It is the filthy miasma released by the crazy god, you can see huge tentacles hanging from the universe, licking on the surface of the planet, you try to end your life, but your flesh and blood is actually a continuation of this god. , even this entire galaxy... is already part of the 'body of God'..."

"Don't talk about it," Wilder's voice finally came from the stone pillar, and Mr. Great Adventurer was a little bit contradictory, "It sounds weird..."

Lady Ye stopped, and Wilder couldn't help but speak after a few seconds of silence: "And then? How did the sailor fleet escape from the 'Purgatory Galaxy' that was corrupted by the gods?"

"Escape? Why? The sailor didn't escape," Ms. Ye shook her head. "The gods born among the stars will continue to spread outward, and their development limit is to fill the entire universe, so they must not be left alone."

"That…"

"The sailors built the fortress galaxy on the edge of the polluted galaxy, and then spent thirty thousand years to kill every living planet in the 'Purgatory Galaxy', burnt up all the physical structures in the galaxy, and went to the deep sea. He sent an expedition fleet, pierced through all the boundaries of the polluted area, and paid a heavy price for himself, and finally cleaned up all the remnants of the 'God to the Starry Sky'... When all this is over, there There's nothing left."

Wilder has been silent for a long time. He has been with Lady Ye for hundreds of years, so at this time, he can barely keep up with the other party's words by exerting his imagination, but it is difficult for him to keep up with these words too much. The matter of Sanguan was connected with the real world he knew. After thinking for a long time, he finally broke his silence: "Do you think that this kind of transformation will happen to 'Gao Wen'? This kind of... goes beyond..."

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"I know there is a huge gap in the middle, but we can't let this first step be taken because once it is taken, the follow-up development will be unstoppable," Ms. Ye said quietly, "What the sailors leave is just a warning. , and during their long expedition, there was only one instance of the 'disordered star god' found in the universe, so you can imagine how low the probability of such a thing happening, but even if the probability is low, you have to take precautions against it. Not yet, let alone...even if the final transformation is not to the level of a 'disordered star god', a mortal will definitely not be the original mortal after being deified, and I don't want to see such an outcome."

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Accompanied by Amber, Gawain returned to the Cecil Empire, and shortly after that, the Home Star Barrier Project and the Ragnarok Project entered a critical stage.

He witnessed everything, guided everything, and used his knowledge and wisdom to plan the safest route for the entire alliance to reach adulthood. He still felt that he might have forgotten something very important, but in the face of the life and death of the whole world, This little forgetting doesn't seem to matter anymore.

Now, he has been able to focus all his energy on the more important thing of "leading the world against disaster."

In the month of Cecil's 5-year recovery, the Magic Tide Observation Device was officially completed. The mortals finally created an eye that can watch the stars. After more than a month of debugging and running-in, this eye was finally as planned. In the same way, the abnormal ripples around the nearby stars were successfully captured, and the location and frequency of the magic tide were indirectly confirmed by this, and all parameters were consistent with or complementary to the data provided by the Noi people.

In the late autumn of the same year, the Ragnarok project entered its final stage. After continuous large-scale sacrifices and transfers through the Rebellious Courtyard, the armour from mortals filled the thrones of all the gods, and for the sake of safety, after this, until the mother. On the day the Star Barrier was officially launched, the follow-up sacrifice work was still going on, and the ammunition accumulated in the kingdom of the gods finally reached more than twice the design standard...

On the highest terrace of the Cecil Palace, Gawain witnessed the magnificent scenery at the moment when the Planetary Shield was turned on. The large-scale energy field rose from the end of the earth, gradually forming a barrier that covered the stars, and then the barrier gradually returned to transparency. Countless radiance and brilliance were rushing among the stars, and under the terrace, thunderous cheers resounded throughout the city.

Gawain witnesses everything and guides everything.

In the six years of Cecil, the Noi sent the last communication at the beginning of the year. The magic tide has reached the sky over their planet, and they are about to open the mental unity field to fight against this disaster. The communication was cut off, and the Lorens temporarily lost contact with their allies. At the scene of the last communication, Gawain expressed the sincerest wishes to the allies as the commander of the Loren alliance and the spokesperson of civilization. After that, the Lorens began to Wait for the magic tide to come.

In the same year, in midsummer, the magic tide arrived over the planet Loren as scheduled. On the eve of the launch of the mother star barrier, the final step of the Ragnarok plan finally took place. God is free...

Gawain witnesses everything and guides everything.

After that, the magic tide was passed safely, and the communication between Loren and Noi was finally announced to be restored. The two civilizations finally ushered in precious peace after experiencing difficult trials. All on the right track.

Society, economy, culture, technology... Under the witness and guidance of Gawain, everything is changing at an astonishing speed. The Lorens have explored the ocean and sky, measured every inch of land, and traveled all over the planet. In the corner, a probe spacecraft was even launched into outer space, and the plan to cooperate with the Noi people to find the "Observer spacecraft" that disintegrated near Loren a few decades ago was also put on the table...

Gawain witnesses everything and guides everything.

Now, he is standing in front of a high platform.

This high platform was built for him by his loyal subjects. It was majestic and magnificent. At the end of the long trail was a golden seat overlooking the whole land. He stood on the edge of the steps in front of the high platform and looked up at this building. The gorgeous throne prepared for him alone fell into quiet contemplation, and in the magnificent square in front of the high platform, the cheers of the people came like a tsunami.

While thinking about it, Gao Wen slowly raised his head, his eyes swept across this familiar and unfamiliar city, and he saw lanterns all over the city, and slogans celebrating the successful realization of the manned spaceflight program can be seen everywhere, even more so. To the portrait of Gawain Cecil the Great was hung in the highest and most eye-catching place, under the portrait, the flowers were blooming and the people were surrounded.

He saw streams of light rising from the sky in the distance. The stream of light passed through the clouds and reached the other side of the sky. It was the magnificent projection cast by the barrier of the mother star in the atmosphere. Although the magic tide had ended, the barrier still served as Loren. The star's most powerful defense facilities have been preserved, and the beams of light are the manifestations of this magnificent barrier still operating stably to this day.

A voice suddenly came from the side: "Old Zongzi, what are you thinking? Today is a celebration day! The entire alliance is waiting for you to come on stage and say a few words!"

Like many times in the past, Gawain still didn't sense any aura approaching in advance this time, as if in a trance, Amber's figure appeared directly from his side, and he turned to look at the man with a bright smile on his face. Shorty, a smile appeared on his face after a while: "Why do you look happier than me?"

"Of course I'm happy, I'll be standing next to you later!" Amber radiated high spirits, "The wisest monarch in the history of mortals, the leader greater than the gods, the savior who shelters all living beings in the world, haven't you read the latest newspapers? These? The title is written everywhere, and I can still rub the light next to you, who is not happy about it..."

Gao Wen listened quietly, but his eyes only wandered around slowly. His unusual reaction made Amber couldn't help but wonder: "What are you looking for?"

"Looking for the door." Gawain said with a smile.

Amber looked stunned: "Looking for a door? What door?"

"The door to go out," Gawain nodded earnestly, "I've been looking for it for half a century."

Amber looked at him in confusion, but Gawain just shook his head indifferently, then turned to look at the high platform.

He stepped up firmly, Amber looked at him in astonishment from behind, and then followed.

At the end of the high platform, in front of the gorgeous throne, Gawain stopped. He lowered his head and looked down at the earth. He saw that the earth was full of praise and worship of his subjects. He looked up at the sky and saw the dome made by himself. He turned his head in the midst of the tsunami and the tsunami, and saw that the throne was shining brightly, as if it indicated the world's most powerful power, the top authority, the most glorious glory, and the almost eternal splendor.

A powerful force began to urge him to approach the throne, and then sit on the throne, becoming the savior in the minds of his subjects. Gawain could clearly feel that this force came from the mountains and tsunamis in the square.

But he just stood there quietly, and after a long time he set his eyes on somewhere under the high platform, he heard Amber's voice: "What are you looking for?"

"The way, and I seem to have found it," Gawain let out a sigh of relief, the enormous power pressing on him was becoming more and more obvious, but his heart was relieved, he turned his head and glanced at Amber with a certain expression on his face. With a clear smile, "It turns out that it won't appear until the last step."

Amber raised an eyebrow.

Gawain didn't care about her reaction, he just turned around, stuck his head out, and looked directly below the high platform.

In the shadow of the splendid throne, in the midst of the mountains and tsunamis, in a corner that no one has noticed, or deliberately ignored, lies a tomb, the tomb has been opened, surrounded by flowers. has declined.

The moment Gawain saw the tomb, the enormous pressure on him dissipated immediately, and the cheers from all over the square instantly became blurred and distant, as if there was a gap in the middle. As the whole world weakened, Gawain stared at the tomb in front of the throne, suddenly thoughtful.

"The eternal throne is the prerogative of the gods, and the grave and death are the destination of mortals..."

Amber was already standing beside him for some time, and after hearing his self-talk, he said softly: "It seems that you have never been confused... But are you sure that the throne is not attractive to you?"

Gao Wen smiled: "...that thing doesn't quite fit."

The voice fell, and he had already taken a step forward.

He fell straight to the dark tomb beneath the throne.

In an instant, everything in this world dissipated. The grand square, the cheering crowd, and the brilliance in the sky all turned into fragments of light and shadow. In the flow of light and shadow, only Amber still stood quietly in the original place. land.

She blinked, and her body began to become majestic and majestic. He exhaled softly, and the endless lights and shadows gathered around his skirt.

There was finally only a chaotic darkness left in this world. Lady Ye raised her head and looked into the distance. At the end of the chaotic darkness, he saw a phantom with a hazy radiance that was rapidly disintegrating and dissipating. It was an unformed god. And now, this thin phantom is being disintegrated into raw data fragments by the anchor generator.

Madam Ye retracted her gaze and looked at the direction Gawain had jumped from. After a long silence, his voice finally sounded in the darkness:

"Old Zongzi, you really don't hesitate..."